Euskadi

Tonight we're in Bermeo, a nice little town near Bilbao, in the Basque country. In a brand-new, government funded, slick concert hall. Within 150 miles or so, the Dirtbombs, Neanderthals, Viva American Death Ray, and two reformed 70s punk bands from Madrid are playing. Too much to do in one night, but nevertheless, there's a pretty good crowd here.

Last night we were in Gijón, in another slick joint -- a casino. Nice places, but I can't help but miss the filthy little clubs and basements that I grew up with. Punk rock in a place as clean as this one sort of feels like a lie. Call me crazy, but when we're afraid to duct-tape some shirts to the shiny walls, isn't that a good sign that maybe we don't really belong?

Today we also had a quick swim in the Atlantic... and tomorrow we'll be jumping into the Mediterranean. It's not the best time of year to be on tour in Spain, but it's a great time to be on vacation here. Too bad we're not!